Song Fusheng refreshed her cognition again and again - there are really people in this world who are blind in their hearts.

Why didn't I see it before?

In the past, Hua Yijin felt that Song Fusheng was on her side no matter what happened. He bought her gifts every birthday and Spring Festival, and every time it was very valuable, and it was very much in line with her heart. Song Fusheng also talks to her often. Doesn't that mean that she has some weight in his heart? Hua Rujin really doesn't understand.

"You're less narcissistic. I don't like you. Hua Bijin whispered.

She was not lying. Because she really didn't have a heart-pounding feeling for Song Fusheng. The word love hangs on her and Song Fusheng, and she feels that it is very inappropriate. Maybe it's because it's too familiar, maybe it's because we've been together all the time. In short, Hua Bijin really didn't think that one day she would be with Song Fusheng, the reason was because of love.

It's kind of hilarious. Hua Rujin couldn't help but smile when she thought of this. "Who said that?"

"Since you don't like me either, don't say strange things to my family. Then the adults will be misunderstood. We should all be simpler, or better, more clear. Don't hide it and stick a knife in your back. Song Fusheng never thought that one day he would say these words to Hua Bijin. Compared with the time with Shen Qingjia, he and Hua Bijin spent more time together. Originally, he thought that he and Hua Bijin were friends, but when they got along later, they found that the values of the two were actually very different. Unless the two consciously let each other go, in fact, those small talk don't mean much. Now because of another thing, I can turn these old emotions out of my heart again. He saw his heart clearly, and there was nothing wrong with his cognition all along.

He and Hua Bijin are not all the way.

"Song Fusheng, I said I would make you regret it. Then I'm not talking about playing. You think I really don't mind what you do? That's naïve. Even if I don't like you, I don't make you like others. Hua Yijin didn't say that the person she guessed was actually Shen Qingjia. Anyway, Song Fusheng must have understood.

"Whoever I like, that's not your business. It has nothing to do with you. You know? Song Fusheng was not in a good mood. He knew that she was actually no different from his father Song Zhaoshui, and deep down he longed to control others and wanted to dominate others. Just for this sober definition, Song Fusheng's desire to talk to Hua Nijin has been sharply reduced by more than half. Life is always so ironic, remembering that when he was a child, he still liked this little sister, of course, it has nothing to do with love.

"Anyway, I don't care, I just don't like you like Shen Qingjia! You can like anyone, but you can't like Shen Qingjia! Because of Song Fusheng's words, Hua Rujin lost her mind, and she didn't care about anything. She simply expressed her dissatisfaction, and the reason for her dissatisfaction was Shen Qingjia. Song Fusheng, how could he like Shen Qingjia? Why? Why does he like Shen Qingjia?!

Looks like she knows.

Song Fusheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, then looked away. "I'm still the same sentence, I like that everyone has nothing to do with you. You don't have to be nosy. ”

"Song Fusheng. Since you are so insistent and don't give me face, then I won't let you have a good time. Uncle Song doesn't like Shen Qingjia again, so don't think how smooth you will be in the future. I'm not going to watch you get what you want. Hua Bijin said through gritted teeth. At this time, no one should mention any good friends to her. In Hua Bijin's opinion, if he was really a good friend, Shen Qingjia should have decisively agreed to move out of Song Fusheng's Dijingyuan at that time. But she refused.

Even if she didn't directly refuse, she didn't agree to move out at the first time. It's no different from rejection.

Hua Rujin remembered that Shen Qingjia was not like this before. In the past, Shen Qingjia had always circled around her. In short, where there are flowers, there must be the shadow of Shen Qingjia. Yes, she's always been a shadow. She just followed her all the time, walking fast or slow, keeping her distance and just right out of line. She has always followed her so obediently, and never complained.

Shen Qingjia is used to being by her side like this, and she hopes that she will always accompany her like this.

But she didn't.

She's changed.

Her face changed as soon as she arrived in the city. She no longer revolves around her, and she no longer obeys her words. All of a sudden, she had so many thoughts. It's ridiculous.

Hua Yijin thought of the past, and remembered the current appearance, she couldn't get angry. Except for anger is endless anger.

Song Fusheng's sentence that you shouldn't treat your friends like this. Hua Rujin didn't hear it at all. She was now thinking about how to let Shen Qingjia move out, and how to make Song Fusheng bow down to her.

But Hua Bijin didn't know that these were her fantasies. Daydreaming.

Song Fusheng couldn't have let such a thing happen. He wouldn't have listened to her, either.

The conversation between the two ended in an unpleasant atmosphere.

Song Fusheng now has to face not only the pressure of his father, but also the pressure of flowers. But he doesn't think there's anything, anyway, he's been like this since he was a child. It doesn't matter if it's a little more bumpy.

As long as she doesn't get hurt.

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The flowers are like a brocade garden, and I thought that Song Fusheng would take care of her mood a little.

She thought he would simply say that he didn't like Shen Qingjia. Just say he doesn't like her. Or just say that you don't have someone you like. In short, Hua Bijin thought of many possibilities at that moment, and those possibilities were all because she still had a trace of fantasy about Song Fusheng - after all, the only person who could really match him was her, everyone said so, didn't they.

That's how it has been since I was a child.

The flowers sitting in the seat are really unwilling.

If she had known, she should have asked Song Fusheng when he fell in love with Shen Qingjia. Maybe ask him what he likes about her. She didn't even see it for so many years! It's really weird!

Yun Jiaoran walked over for at least a minute. But Hua Bijin was completely immersed in her own thoughts, and did not notice that she kept looking at her. Until she spoke: "Flowers." You don't look good. Would you like to tell me about it? ”

"Don't." Hua Yijin saw that Yun Jiaoran was coming, and immediately swept away the haze just now, and she had not fallen to the point of needing someone to comfort her.

Besides, this person is not familiar to her. It's just a general acquaintance, maybe they're here to laugh at her.

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